Only two or three hours after the queen returned to the palace, she received a letter from the spy.
She sat on the soft couch, tilted her head, and read the contents of the letter. The more she read, the tighter her brows became.
"Are you sure that when the Mongolian prince was in the suburbs of Beijing, the horse had diarrhea? Xiuqing collected herbs and saved the horse's life?"
The personal maid nodded: "I asked about Wen Xiuqing's former hometown, and the neighbors all said so. She said Xiuqing was really lucky. The Mongolian prince gave her a house and let her family move in. It’s three times in total!”
The queen closed her eyes and said, "If word of mouth spreads, it becomes true."
The palace maid frowned: "Your Majesty, do you suspect that this matter is false?"
She felt that the queen had a keen intuition, or in other words, an extraordinary certainty when facing Ji Wanrong.
She can know Ji Wanrong's abilities, guess Ji Wanrong's thoughts, and always be wary of her.
This vigilance seemed to be engraved into her blood and bones, as if they had fought against each other before.
"The attention of the neighbors is focused on the newly purchased house of the Wen family, and Wen Xiuqing's medical skills. But did anyone witness the contact between the Mongolian prince and Wen Xiuqing? No."
The queen placed the letter in her hand on the square table and rubbed her sore eyes again.
"What about that time when embroidery was sold on the street corner? Someone saw the Mongolian prince accidentally bumping into the embroidery stall." The palace maid continued.
"Did the people you asked know Xiu Qing before, or did they come out to testify after the Mongolian prince's love story spread? Did they see the scene? What they saw was the Mongolian prince bumping into a girl's stall."
"A Shen, people always like to join in the fun, and they are also the best at imagining, but... what exactly is love?"
"All love is as fake as this scam planned by Ji Wanrong."
Ashen was a little frightened when she heard this. From the Queen's mouth, she learned that someone could erase memories through hypnosis.
But I didn't expect that since someone could control people's hearts and add an imaginary memory to people, almost everyone could believe it.
If you use this technique to control everyone in the world...
The Queen's wish...
The queen looked at the unpredictable face of the palace maid Ashen and suddenly smiled: "Don't think so, Ji Wanrong is so awesome. This is just the Mandela Effect, that person taught me."
"She was amazing, but didn't she die in the end? She died at the hands of this palace."
The queen smiled at Ashen, and the light and eerie sound made Ashen's whole body tremble.
Ashen has been with the queen for more than a year, but when she is alone with the queen, she is always frightened by the feeling of decay and lifelessness.
It was as if the person in front of him was just a soulless corpse, exuding the smell of decay.
After the queen said this, she stood up from the couch.
She waved with a smile, took the ginseng soup that had been brewed for a long time from her aunt, and slowly walked towards the door: "I haven't seen your Majesty for a long time, so let's go and see him today."
The night the queen left the Yangxin Hall, Mo Jiecheng was urgently summoned to the palace by the emperor. Ji Wanrong was also urgently summoned to the palace.
When Eunuch Gao sent the news to Xie's house, Ji Wanrong looked at Eunuch Gao's face and her heart sank.
When Ji Wanrong arrived at the palace gate in a carriage, he saw the tall figure of Mo Jiecheng.
Next to him stood Zhongzhou, holding a horse in his hand. It seemed that he was specially waiting for her.
After entering the palace, he could no longer ride in the carriage. Ji Wanrong looked at his back and got out of the carriage with his skirt in hand.
Mo Jiecheng helped her weakly, but before she could speak, she heard his low voice coming from her ears.
"My father is very angry now. Before my father became angry, my mother went to the Yangxin Palace."
When Ji Wanrong heard this, he was not very surprised, but he still turned his head and glanced at Mo Jiecheng, and what he saw was Mo Jiecheng's lowered eyelashes.
"I'm sorry, it's me who has caused trouble for you."
Ji Wanrong slowly withdrew his hand and walked forward: "It's not you who got involved, it was my choice to do this."
"Queen, didn't you treat me well when you were a child?"
Mo Jiecheng was silent for a moment. When Eunuch Gao saw the two of them, he clasped his hands behind his back and walked forward knowingly.
Mo Jiecheng pursed his lips before speaking in a low voice.
"No, it was fine at first, but everything changed after Mo Junfeng was born. She no longer paid attention to my every move, but placed him in the side hall. Even when she mistakenly thought that he wanted to hurt When Mo Junfeng hit me, he strangled my neck fiercely."
Ji Wanrong was startled, then raised his head to look at him again.
Mo Jiecheng still lowered his eyes, with no expression on his face. Everything seemed calm and calm: "She said, Mo Jiecheng, why did you want to harm my son?"
"It was a rainy night, I remember it very clearly, when I was five years old."
Ji Wanrong's eyelids twitched, and the suspicion in her heart made her even more convinced. She almost blurted out: "Then you didn't have any doubts...?"
Mo Jiecheng looked down at her: "What do you doubt? It's just that this king has a bad nature and is not liked by others."
The corner of Ji Wanrong's mouth twitched. He felt that what Mo Jiecheng said was right, but seeing how sad he was now, he didn't dare to say it.
She stared at Mo Jiecheng's somewhat depressed side face, and suddenly remembered the meticulous care that Concubine Li had given him when she was in Prince Han's Mansion.
And that time when she was unconscious on the bed, when she looked at Concubine Li's face, she knew that Concubine Li was destined to have an heir.
"How do you think Concubine Li treats you compared to the Queen?"
Ji Wanrong's tone was somewhat tentative.
Mo Jiecheng raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect Ji Wanrong to suddenly become so concerned about him.
He pondered for a while and was about to answer when he heard Eunuch Gao's shrill voice coming from the front: "His Royal Highness, King Han, Lord Qinghui County, ahead is the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart."
"His Majesty is very angry at the moment, but you two should be more vigilant."
After Eunuch Gao said this, he raised his hand and pushed open the door of Yangxin Hall.
As soon as Ji Wanrong and Mo Jiecheng stepped across the threshold, they saw a snow-white tea cup almost coming towards their front.
Ji Wanrong took a breath.
Mo Jiecheng quickly grasped Ji Wanrong's arms and pulled her sideways to hide.
The tea cup hit the stone bricks with a bang, and white smoke came out.
"How outrageous! Ji Wanrong, the criminal woman, kneels down to me!"
